There are various reasons for people going for a travel randomly. I had been overwhelmed this year early, with working averagely ten hours a day and risks of falling into unemployment anytime possible. All of that like cause me to crack. So I ran off my base and took a flight to Phuket, maybe it was a relief to me.
I arrived there in the time of most chilly days based on where I set off from, but the weather there was still flipping hot -every day above 33°. Fortunately, the views of the inland were stunning beyond what I expected, especially the beaches, soft white sand and peaceful aquamarine sea in the sun. I followed the slow pace life of locals, lying in a distinctive tiny boat by some beach while watching children playing, all of the unpleasantness faded away, just enjoying the moment.
All my seven days spent there was entirely great except some things slightly annoying were inside. The first thing was the busy traffic somewhere sights, as well as always needing mind the rapid motors pass you by. I was impressed with the manner of locals, but it was opposite of some tourists. An Indian couple asked me to take a photo of them without even a thanks word after that. A person who spoke Russian waved his hand drove me off from the beach bed he just ordered. The most surprising moment I experienced was a Chinese family stuck in a register of supermarket and the father talked loudly and angrily to the staff, by asking a free plastic bag. The communication between them seemed rough and I tried to help, but the staff give a sign of stop to me and give out a bag.